The Infatuation Part 1 - Sex Stories

The Infatuation Part 1

... big mouth. She told a few people who then told a few people, etc. No one seemed to care and everyone was friendly with me. I will confess that I did get some not-so-innocent looks from some of the husbands who seemed to like staring at my ass and breasts.

Some of the husbands harmlessly flirted with me when I would see them in the gym at the clubhouse and their wives were not around. Based on some looks they gave me when they didn’t think I could see them, they liked me in my yoga pants and sports top. Sometimes I even saw them looking at my crotch, hoping to get a peak.

I have an average size penis but when not erect or semi-erect, I am what people call a “grower not a shower”. It looks like one of the nude statues of men from Ancient Greece. I was flattered by their looks and flirtations. Of course, I would never act on it. It was not because they were married. I had been with married men before, but because I knew and liked most of their wives.

How did my affair with the eighteen-year-old boy start? It started with blackmail. I soon embraced it even if I did often use being blackmailed as an excuse for letting Derrick fuck me in the beginning.

I admit, I sometimes would refuse to do what Derrick asked so he would bring up the reason for the blackmail again to make me do things for him, and it turned me on. I started to get off on the thought of being blackmailed.

It was a Saturday afternoon in early spring and I was excited to use my pool for the first time ...

... since I moved into my house. I put on a rather skimpy bikini with thong bottoms. I liked to sunbathe and get an all-over nice tan and I would remove both the top and bottom as I lay out in the sun. Because of my natural skin complexion, I rarely sunburned unless I was out in the sun for hours at a time. I knew the limit of how long I could sunbathe before I started to get sunburned.

I was not worried about anyone seeing me since I had a tall privacy fence in the back and there were no two-story homes next to my house. The only way someone could see me was if they stood on a ladder and looked over the fence.

Not planning on anyone seeing me that day, I didn’t bother with makeup and didn’t style my hair long brown hair. I just put it in a ponytail. My hair is naturally curly and frizzy, so I normally straighten it if I am going out or having company.

Wearing my thong bikini and a sarong style wrap around my waist and carrying my towel, sun tanning lotion, phone, earbuds, and my Kindle, the latest book in a series I was reading, I went outside to the pool. I was out for about twenty minutes when I removed my bikini, listening to some music on my phone, and reading the next book in a series of erotic fiction on my Kindle.

It was the fourth book in the series about a four-hundred-year-old, beautiful nymphomaniac, hermaphrodite vampire, and her masculine male human lover. It was about the adventures they get into while trying to stay a step ahead of a group of vampire ...